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❝ There comes a day when I don’t have to be a princess A day where I can change my fate. ❞
❝ There comes a day when I don’t have to be a princess A day where I can change my fate. ❞
❝ There comes a day when I don’t have to be a princess A day where I can change my fate. ❞
❝ There comes a day when I don’t have to be a princess A day where I can change my fate. ❞
“Legends are lessons – they ring with truth!”
I’ve moved !!
“Legends are lessons – they ring with truth!”
I’ve moved !!
“Legends are lessons – they ring with truth!”
I’ve moved !!
“Legends are lessons – they ring with truth!”
I’ve moved !!
“Legends are lessons – they ring with truth!”
I’ve moved !!
“Legends are lessons – they ring with truth!”
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“Legends are lessons – they ring with truth!”
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She broke the surface of the water with a gasp. Cold, much colder than she thought it would be. Floating over to the side of the waterfall, she pulled herself up on one of the large, smooth rocks. Gathering her hair at the nape of her neck, she twisted and started to strain it.
“What made the red man red?Let’s go back ae million years to the very first Injun prince,He kissed a maid an’ start to blushAn’ we’ve all been blushin’ since,”
Felix was not trying to spy, not really, he had merely headed to where he usually either swam, or bathed, or both, and had heard her splashing, so he had crept closer to see what she was doing. Her red hair seemed so dark being sopping wet, different than when it was dry and full of curls and bright color.
With a smirk on his face, he leaned against one of the many trees and listened to her sing. She had a rather nice voice, for being a girl, and for the most part that was all he noticed. Or, at least all he tried to notice. She was soaked with water and it was a little obvious that she had not anticipated the coldness of the water.
As she sang, he couldn’t help but start to hum along a little, though it was very quiet, barely audible over the noise of the falling water. Truly the only thing that could have given him away was the bird he startled when he started to hum; it took flight out of the tree with a start and flew across the water.
She threw her hair over her shoulder with a wet slap before bending down to lift the hem of her shift. While much lighter than her usual wool riding dress it seemed to be just as absorbent, she learned, as she starting wringing it in her hands. She looked up just in time to catch an eyeful of bird, all flapping wings and open beak, and the words died down in her throat.
“Whit --” Her eyes widened as she threw herself back against the wall, narrowly avoiding falling back in the lake. The bird disappeared over the top of the falls, leaving behind nothing more than a few feathers. She picked one up and looked at it before turning her face back to the sky. “My singing isn’t that bad!” She cried, dropping her hands with a sigh.
Her mood soured from the swim she had previously been looking forward to, she decided she might as well retrieve her dress from the branch she hung it and return to camp. At least there was no one to see this. As she walked around the water’s edge something caught her eye, glinting in the sunlight like spun gold. She squinted. Stopping and peering around one twisting trunks, she made out Felix’s face amidst the disarray of shadows.
She blinked. “Last thing I had ye figured fer was a peepin’ Tom.” She said, crossing her arms over her chest. She would give him ten seconds before she came at him with fists and silver tongue.